Oh 'Christchurch' of New Zealand! !
Nature's strong hands tolled on you and the whole land was destroyed;
And it now looks like a scene after the war,
But who can control nature's strong hands?
'Christchurch' of new Zealand! !
Of the things destroyed and of those who died after the earthquake;
But equally to all is the muse of life,
So let those who are still alive take up the pieces and see how best to rebuild them again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem